The next morning, I woke up with the weight of the world pressing against my chest.
It had been a long time since I’d allowed myself to be vulnerable—especially with Asher. Letting him hold me last night, even for just a few moments, had felt like a mistake the second I pulled away. Because now, all I could think about was how easy it had been to collapse into him. How dangerous it was to want him, even after everything.
My stomach churned as I stared at the ceiling.
I had to make a decision.
And I had to make it now.
The knock on my door startled me.
I forced myself up, my pulse picking up as I crossed the room. I didn’t know who I expected to see when I pulled the door open, but it definitely wasn’t Demi.
She took one look at my face and rolled her eyes. “You look like shit.”
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